Chapter 129: Campus Gangsters (9)
At half past six in the morning, there were already students arriving at the gate of Mingde, many of whom had met familiar people at the school gate, and walked towards the teaching building in a noisy manner.
Jing Hao frowned and glanced at her watch, and was thinking about why Xi Zaiyu's kid hadn't come out yet, when she saw someone rushing towards her on the other side of the teaching building, grabbing her wrist and dragging her towards the classroom.
"Hurry, hurry up, Brother Zhong is going to beat someone!"
Jing Hao was caught off guard and was dragged by Fan Lin and almost fell down, and when he heard his words, he frowned, "What does Zhong Yue want adults to do with me?" If he really wants to hit someone, it's useless for you to call the headmaster over. β
She has avoided meeting Zhong Yue a little in the past few days, both angry that she would be deceived by an eighteen-year-old boy and stunned, but also a little annoyed that he used those methods on her.
And more importantly, reconsidering Zhong Yue when he was a teenager, a person who can be called a legend in the business world, his hidden appearance may not only be locked that day and unexpectedly showed his meaning, she had to stop and think about what to do next.
If all kinds of rebellious behaviors come from the blood and character of a teenager, it is better to say, if it comes from the self-indulgence of a sober person, it is not a simple matter.
"It's none of your business!" Fan Lin looked at her with wide eyes, "Brother Zhong fought with others just because of you." β
He took advantage of Jing Hao's unpreparedness to drag her again, and while panting and continued to defend the idol in his heart, "Brother Zhong has never beaten people in school, this time it is definitely because of you." β
It's not close to the teaching building, and Jing Hao listened to things along the way.
The person who was beaten by her two days ago was still angry, and he came to the classroom early in the morning to look for bad luck, and he made a joke with her with a color, which was really a little ugly, and happened to bump into Zhong Yue, who was just about to enter the classroom, and the latter went over without a glance and knocked down the leader with a punch.
"It's a pity how handsome Brother Zhong was when he punched him, but you, the heroine, are not there, and the cheers are all irrelevant people, it's really such a classic hero to save the beauty in vain."
Fan Lin looked back at her while sighing, full of melancholy and really didn't fake it at all.
When Jing Hao ran to the scene of the crime, the people around looked back and saw that it was her, and quickly gave way to get out of the way, just to reveal Zhong Yue, who stepped on the chest of a boy with a blue nose and swollen face, and there were a few people next to him who were writhing on the ground and screaming in pain, listening to the wailing voice, I knew that the injury was not too serious.
Zhong Yue glanced up at her, raised his feet and squatted down to choke the boy's neck with his hand, and spoke exactly like the smug villains in the movie, "Next time, think about who you want to insult.5./books/28/28760/
Zhongshentong Wang Yongyang. β
He smiled at Jing Hao, his facial features that were still ruthless before instantly melted, his eyebrows and eyes stretched, with the impulse and pure admiration of a teenager that had not been concealed, and there were girls around him who suppressed and exclaimed.
"I can't bear to bully me, let alone say a word more."
Jing Hao was about to roll his eyes at his previous sentence, when the people in the outer circle suddenly reminded, "The teaching director is here." β
The surrounding people dispersed like birds and beasts in an instant, Fan Lin stayed in place and put on a posture of living and dying together, Jing Hao stretched out his hand and pushed it, not stingy at all, looking at the person who almost fell down and turned back with anger, he only said lightly, "Your homework is finished?" β
Except for the people who were still screaming on the ground, there were only two people standing in the empty corridor, and Jing Hao suddenly turned around and walked towards the one lying on the ground, which was quite negotiable.
"Do you think that you were sparring with Zhong Yue just now, and this account was written off like this, or was you beaten by Zhong Yue just now, and I will find another time to calculate this account with you? I remember the last time you were rejected, and then you didn't know how to scold me before I wanted to settle accounts with you, and I heard that this time you scolded even harder. β
She smiled kindly at a few people, "It's okay to say anything else, I want to put you in a sack every now and then, and then throw you into the alley where I don't know if anyone will come, I believe I can still find someone to help." β
The person who was happy to help stood next to her, and he glanced at the person who did not dare to get up, for fear of being beaten down again.
In the face of clear overwhelming violence, the choice is clear.
The dean of teaching, who had the most representative Mediterranean hairstyle on his head, walked up to him, looked at the man on the ground, and was about to raise his voice to reprimand, but Jing Hao had already quickly intercepted his words.
ββ¦β¦ Therefore, this is just a competition between classmates, but Zhong's subordinates are not measured and miscalculate the level of the other party, so they are not careful. β
She had a stern face, and she was completely businesslike, talking nonsense without blinking her eyes and heartbeat, not at all worried about which of the many witnesses just now suddenly came out to complain.
The dean of education naturally didn't believe her words, but the two in front of him were not simple little ancestors, even if he really wanted to transform into Bao Qingtian and find out what was right and wrong, he had to weigh his own weight and retirement salary in the future.
So he said a few words, and let people send all the people on the ground to the infirmary.
Jing Hao breathed a sigh of relief and entered the classroom, and was about to look down for the textbooks that would be used in class, Zhong Yue had already stood next to her with her schoolbag, and the girl sitting next to her was still stunned, Zhou Jian, who was across the aisle, immediately stood up and asked the girl to change places with him quite friendly.
Zhong Yue sat down in the vacant seat, turned his head to look at Jing Hao, and looked like he was going to touch the cigarette, but he was held back by the master Shengsheng, and took a pen between his fingers, "Why didn't you just say that I hit the person?" β
"Trouble," Jing glanced at the teacher who came in from the classroom door and glared at his empty desk, "take out the book and go to class." β
"Help me cover up the fact of the beating, and let me sit next to you without even asking," Zhong Yue put the book on the table, the brand new book was completely fresh from the production line, "Suddenly indulge me so much, I will be you really acquiesced that day." β
It is assumed that she also has a crush on him.
Jing Hao watched the teacher hurriedly go out to get something, and turned his head to look at him, "I don't agree, won't you sit here?" She asked rhetorically, calmly meeting Zhong Yue's still impulsive but strong enough gaze, "You won't, Zhong Yue, you only ask yourself whether you like it or not, you don't need other people's opinions." β
His subjectivity is too strong, and he doesn't need or allow others to tell him what he should and shouldn't, depending on whether he likes it or not, so he can lock her in the room on a whim, and he will become the least favored gentleman at the age when he should be serious about it.5./books/28/28761/
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But he does things with a rare sense of proportion among young people, and he is even very measured.
Until he was pushed off the high platform and died, he had been well in that self-established measure, enough to make him different as he pleased, and to the maximum extent that the world allowed, to achieve the future prodigal son's return to the gold.
He's a contradiction all over.
Including his sudden and blunt expression of his love for her.
It's too much faster and more violent than she originally thought, and it's a little unrealistic.
After the whole class, there was no communication between the two of them, Zhong Yue was lying on the table as usual, it looked like he was sleeping from a distance, and only a few people around him saw it, his eyes were open, and he looked at Jing Hao quietly and not negligible, and did not move away for a moment.
The bell rang for the end of class, and the quiet classroom became noisy again, Zhong Yue finally spoke, his voice rubbing in the noisy environment, but he heard it very clearly.
"I watched you think about a lesson, and I think what you just said was right, but you didn't say it right," he said very calmly, as if he was thinking about a lesson, "I do things to see whether I like it or not, but I like you, so I care whether you like it or not." β
He coughed lightly, and there was a flashing of shyness on his face, "I didn't do it right to lock you in that classroom last time, but at that time, I happened to see that someone was looking for you again, so I wanted to stay with you, just two people, in a place where others couldn't find it for the time being, I didn't know if the system would really break later." β
"Originally, I just wanted to talk to you well, but when you pulled my hand, my previous plan was automatically invalidated by me, and I subconsciously told you the truth."
The words were a little incoherent, Zhong Yue didn't expect that he could have a long and tiratable day, so he quickly stopped talking and turned the topic back, "Then you, agree with me to sit here?" β
Jing Hao snorted coldly, glanced at the girl who was transferred, and looked like she was sitting with her best friend, the two little girls leaned their heads together and talked, laughing quite happily, "You drove people away before you came to ask me this question." β
The person who has always been good at bullying the weak and proficient in defeating the strong with the weak immediately followed her eyes uphill, and her attitude of admitting her mistakes was excellent, "There is absolutely no next time." β
Zhong Yue glanced at the lesson mark that was copied on the blackboard, and rarely consciously took out the book for the next class, and by the way, wrote his name on the snow-white math homework book, and wrote a few answers after turning a few pages.
Jing Hao leaned over and took a look, and found that he wrote a few difficult questions, and they were all correct answers, but his speed was too fast, and the previous appearance of a gangster who was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people made people feel that he was writing silently from somewhere.
When he "silently" wrote out the answer again, he simply pushed his homework book over, and pointed to the wrong question, which happened to be the one Zhong Yue had just made, "How to solve it?" β
Zhong Yue originally just opened it casually and solved it when she saw the question, but she was a little naΓ―ve and wanted to shake her hand, but she suddenly came to such a sentence, and the first thing she said was, "Do you think I made these things?" β
In addition to Dad Zhong's knowing his level, even Fan Lin thought he had memorized the answer when he saw him answering the question.
After all, people who don't even turn through books usually have no reason to solve problems that are somewhat difficult for top students, let alone the speed of writing silently after memorization.
"Well," Jing Hao nodded, knowing that he was such a bastard as a teenager and could still make a splash before he stood up, talent is not something that everyone can have, "I watched you figure it out." β
She knocked on the table and reminded the people in the god of Leng God, "Talk about it." β